A biker prayer to the Lord
Oh Please Lord hear me on this night,
Give me a sign that will give me light,
Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a biker, who's not a creep,
One who's handsome, smart and strong,
One who's willy is thick and long.
One who thinks before he speaks,
When he promises to call, he won't be bloody weeks.
I pray that he is gainfully employed,
And when I spend his cash, he won't be annoyed.
Pulls out my chair and opens my door,
Massages my back and begs to do more.
Oh Lord ! send me a man who'll make love to my mind,
Knows just what to say, when I ask, "How big's my behind?"
One who'll make love till my body's a twitchin,
In the hall, the loo, the garden and kitchen!
I pray that this man will love me to no end,
And never attempt to shag my best friend.
And as I kneel and pray by my bed,
I look at the creep you gave me instead
Man he is so ugly I'm not stopping my Meds...
Amen

A biker prayer to the Lord Oh Please Lord hear me on this night, Give me a sign that will give me light, Before I lay me down to sleep, I pray for a biker, who's not a creep, One who's handsome, smart and strong, One who's willy is thick and long. One who thinks before he speaks, When he promises to call, he won't be bloody weeks. I pray that he is gainfully employed, And when I spend his cash, he won't be annoyed. Pulls out my chair and opens my door, Massages my back and begs to do more. Oh Lord ! send me a man who'll make love to my mind, Knows just what to say, when I ask, "How big's my behind?" One who'll make love till my body's a twitchin, In the hall, the loo, the garden and kitchen! I pray that this man will love me to no end, And never attempt to shag my best friend. And as I kneel and pray by my bed, I look at the creep you gave me instead Man he is so ugly I'm not stopping my Meds... Amen